Unsavory Thoughts


Unsavory thoughts

tangled within veins

twisting my core

knotted lust

filling me

impatience surging

inside hallowed hall

where only you

are granted access

and only

with my permission

fists grab sheets

as this body burns

impure pulses

wracking all sanity

my voice

finally screaming your name

the key

to unlock me

and enter



February 2019

Ph- Fotolia.com

His Fingertip Journey

fingertip journey

He uses only fingertips


tracing across forehead

then two

outlining sides of my face…


as if afraid to speed

one slinks down neck and breastbone

stopping to tickle belly button…

Then two rough tips winding paths

down both tender, smooth inner arms

ending creating circles

in my palms…

Full five fingers

finding breasts a playground

staying until excitement hardens in joy…

Skipping hipbones and triangle of lips (on purpose)

they dance straight to thighs

which can barely still themselves

in this fingered chorus of erotic delight…

His magic motion slithers all the way down

to where a single finger strokes

each and every toe

before drawing figure 8’s

on bottoms of ticklish feet skin…

Feeling my anticipation

reach its height

he stops

stares into my eyes

and growls,

“Now, it is time

for the finale…”





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